Plato Detective

Her face turned white. "Don't!" she bleated."Don't kill me! For God's sake, I don't want to die. . . Take all the money, Plato. Here, take it!" As she spoke, she reached into the suitcase to pick up the briefcase and the next moment her right hand came out holding a gun. I didn't stop to think about it for a moment. Almost instinctively, I pulled the trigger of Albrozo's gun - twice. The first bullet hit her right between the eyes and the second just where her heart was supposed to be. One for Myrna and one for me, I thought, dazed by the development. Tough private detective Plato Cartessis closed in this unorthodox manner a case that had started with the best omens but had sent two people to their graves, put the life of some others at great risk and would possibly send him to the big house unless his lawyer partner-cum-girlfriend could save him with her legal skills!